(tomar sonar thalaya sajabo aaj dukher asrudhar)
Today I adorn my golden Puja-plate by my sad tears
Oh Mother, I will make pearl-necklace for Thee
Near Thy feet moon sun stay as a wrapped cord
My sad-ornament decoration will reveal Thy chest
Tell me about rising of my wealth coming from Thee
Give me back if Thou want to, take it if Thou wish
Thou know the Sorrow belongs to me as pure gold,
Will boost my ego if taken as Thy blessed Prasad
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